My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem

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Chapter 825

I started to regain consciousness. At this point, I realized I was in someone’s arms. The ground was still shaking. As I opened my eyes and regained my bearings, I realized that I was in the harms of an armored hero, who was carrying me outside of the collapsing dungeon.

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That wasn’t a completely accurate statement. The entire world was collapsing, but this was the collapse of the castle within the world, which had been the most immediate danger. The castle had started to collapse once Carmine had defeated the demon king. If Carmine hadn’t grabbed me and escaped, then we likely would have been trapped in that boss room, just like Xin had been all those years ago. However, the collapse of the castle wasn’t the collapse of the dungeon world. The dungeon world was collapsing because there was no more mana left to keep it functional. It couldn’t reset itself again. No matter how many rings it sacrificed, the death of the Dungeon Master was the final straw.

Well, I had pulled out the karma of the Dungeon Master, so even if I had somehow not absorbed the lore, the Dungeon would have been hard-pressed to create a new one, even if it did have the available miasma or mana. I couldn’t imagine the dungeon creating a new Xin. Would she be a giant like the one in Widow’s Dungeon? This dungeon seemed to lean on her more human properties. She was an Osterian, 7 feet tall, but the Xin I knew was only barely six feet.

Carmine managed to race out just as the castle gate collapsed. As she ran, the castle behind her fell to pieces. Noticing I was awake, Carmine gently put me down on my feet. It was only once I had regained my bearings that I realized I wasn’t the only one. Bernice and Garnet were holding onto her back. She had singlehandedly carried all four of us out of the collapsing castle while I was still unconscious.

The two women looked up at Carmine with thankful expressions. It was only then I realized why she had carried them. Bernice was limping, and it looked like she had injured her ankle. Garnet had tried to help take on the Demon King and had also been severely wounded.

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“Is it over?” Bernice asked worriedly.

“Carmine…” I began.

Carmine turned to me, but just as I was speaking to her, there was an ominous sound that came from the demon castle. She pulled out her shield and slammed it into the ground. At that moment, the castle exploded. Why did it explode? Perhaps there was some kind of explosive inside being stored for war. Maybe there were vats of oil to provide light or some kind of magical device that was destroyed and then erupted in magical power.

Either way, debris came flying out, slamming into the shield, but Carmine blocked the explosion, all while keeping eye contact with me. Wearing bright white, weathered armor, her blonde hair dancing wildly in the wind, a fireball like an explosion behind her, all while she protected all of us, even I was in awe, my mouth falling open and my thought process going blank as I looked at the heroic, beautiful woman who seemed like she had walked right out of a fairy tale.

“Yes, Master?” She asked.

Glancing at Bernice looking at her with star-like eyes, I was starting to figure out why so many women were attracted to her.

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